Chapter 45

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This sudden turn of events plunged the atmosphere into awkwardness. Moira never expected that such an embarrassing thing would happen to her.

Blushing, she propped herself up on the bed and said, “Mr. Covington, I’m sorry, I didn’t sit properly.”

Barclay looked at her thoughtfully, and said meaningfully, “Do you need to take a bath before we continue?”

Amelo was already in summer in June, and Moira wore skirts every day because her leg was injured.

Today was no exception. She wore a chiffon dress that was soft and skin–friendly, very comfortable.

But the chiffon fabric stained with red wine made her uncomfortable. The chiffon fabric clung tightly to her chest, revealing the contours of the bra

undemeath, somewhat alluring

“I’m sorry.

clothes are in the

her

and hopped into the dressing room. The dressing

about to leave when she noticed that even underwear was neatly prepared in the dressing

had said she

to the bathroom, still sporting the splint on her lower leg, which made bathing a bit of a hassle. Thankfully, there

an hour later, when Moira came out of the

inexplicably thinking

the messages?‘ Moira

was to happen. Moira trembled with fear as she reached out to take back her phone, but Barclay withdrew his hand. “I didn’t mean to pry,

Jimenez, is it true

it sounds a bit far fetched, but it’s really the best solution

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